Walking home from the Cubs game, down a charming historic block–the entire block is a historic district, including each turn-of-the-century house in it–we came across this colorful front stoop:
Everything, including the garbage can, is made of plastic. Yikes!
I’ve never understood why people plant fake flowers in their yards. This house, with it’s variety and sheer number of plastic plants, takes tacky to a whole new level.
Absolutely nothing was natural. I’d wager even the dirt is artificial. Some 24-hour diner in Lakeview is missing all the fake ferns from its gold hanging planters.